Luyện nghe bài hát January 23-30, 1978

Plane down on the old runway
Home for a week I'll stay
out like I used to do
I to find some old friends I knew

Hear the in the honky tonk
Who got married, yes, and who up
Drinking while the jukebox plays
Brand new lead for brand new days

Quiet nights and empty
town, humble home yes
Same old waltz in the
By the track

Riding out to a country
Moonlight across the ridge
Frozen trees a billion stars
Yeah are 7 friends jammed in Robby's car

High as and wild and gone
Drunk as well and laughing
at home I say good night
And I close the

Sunday morning the church rings
The organ plays and the sings
Where am I while the speaks?
Dreaming dreams neath my asleep

Waking up and to think
What down, what'd we do
I rub my eyes and my head
Yes and I'm the sun

Plane off on the old runway
Snow fell on the ground today
Lost an that I gained before
Flying back to my New York

Fare thee well, adios
Yes and of luck to all of you
I ain't no saint and I pretend to be
But I hope you all found a in me

lights blink and shine
Down below, let it
It's often said life is strange, oh yes
But to what?